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The pain of being something you are not & being what you are.
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Not in years... but in agony.
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Thursday, September 30, 2010

Older poems

Hey people- I was looking through my email drafts and realized I have poems I wrote when I was about 12.I am very hard on myself about my poems never being "good enough" but I wrote some pretty good stuff for a lil girl. I'll post some of them but a lot are deleted from after we got a bunch of Trojans off the computer we had to get it reformatted. *Sigh* Most don't have titles.

I always find myself wondering
Why I feel so misunderstood
I thought I'd find the answer
By trying to fit in
Forgetting who you are means changing in to someone everyone else likes... right
It hurts a lot to change
But you never ever forget
And it's harder to go back
Changing who are are
You'll never find a relationship
Real and full of love
I wish some people knew
You never have to change
Never have to rearrange
You'll lose all the happiness you once had
And in your heart you'll know you are fake
Fitting in isn't always good
You'll never really get to be you...
Only a copy of someone else.

A robber sneaked into house one night
Nothing was left at all
Nothing in sight
It was evidence to me
It really confirmed
How materialistic we are
Once we lose our stuff
We become nothing at all
Keep our head low
Quit standing tall
Strength is not measured in things that you own
Or how much money you have
It's measured in how much you love and experience
How you handle situations
How you get though the hard times
Life is not easy
And never guaranteed
One minute here
And the next, gone
And when everyone dies
They leave a special mark on the earth
It doesn't really matter
The expensive jeans you dressed your ass in
What matters is how much you cared
Even changing the life of one person is amazing
And that's something we all can do
Why can't people just reach out to show that they care

I don't know true love yetBut I hope one day I willI don't really care for boys much yetOne day that may changeI wonder what it's likeTo really be in loveTo always have someoneThat you could never imagine living withoutBut how do you know?When you fall in loveDoes it just happen?And than the next moment you are walking down the aisleAnd saying your I dosWhat about the people That are lonely all their lifeWhat about thoseWho failed at love?I think love is stupidBut I still want to feel itI guess I'll know...When I know